I was going to go on my bike - it's about 5 miles away - but it is so foggy here, I can't even see the front gate from the house. So I shall be taking the Twingo, which is now proudly sporting the local numberplate. No more mistaking me for a Belgian!!
Tuesday 12 October 2010
The scary dentist
In one hour I've got an appointment with the scary dentist. He looks like a cross between Antony Worrall-Thompson and Prince Charming from Shrek (which, as any of you who have seen the films know, is not a compliment). I am not expecting to need any treatment, but it is always then that dentists find something that needs immediate and painful intervention.
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